At the dinner table, Chen Mengyao just focused on feasting. The shop was too busy. Usually, she and Wen Yan seldom had a good meal. She seldom had the time to cook by herself. Finally, she was able to eat a decent meal. She didn't eat much. But he was full, and Wen Yan and Jing Shaoqing had just started.
Seeing her put down the chopsticks, Jing Shaoqing was a little surprised: "It's not delicious? You don't have many seasonings in the kitchen, so I'll just make it. If it doesn't suit my appetite, I'll buy all the seasonings and make it again next time."
Wen Yan explained for Chen Mengyao: "She is not the little girl with a good appetite in the past, this is her appetite now, don't be surprised."
Jing Shaoqing did not tease Chen Mengyao as habitually as before, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable: "I see that there are only four people in your store, aren't you tired? Why bother? This kind of life really makes you yearn so much? Even casually being a designer in the imperial capital is enough to support yourselves. Why do you have to make such a fuss? Don¡¯t tell me what ideal it is for. If dessert is an ideal, you didn¡¯t learn painting or design. It's time to go. If you're really tired, go back."
Wen Yan smiled: "It's tiring, but it's fulfilling and free. I'm so tired every day that I just want to lie down and go to sleep. I don't have time to think about anything else. It's good. What are you going to do when you go back? I don't want to be a designer anymore, and I don't want to be Mrs. Mu either." Well, the reason why I didn't mention divorce is because I promised him not to mention it again. If he wants to remarry one day, he can ask me for a divorce at any time. Jing Shaoqing, if you want to be someone's lobbyist, you don't have to."
Chen Mengyao saw that the conversation between the two gradually exceeded the scope of her thoughts. She couldn't get in her mouth, and couldn't understand what was going on inside. In order to avoid embarrassment, she silently picked up the bowl and chopsticks again.
Jing Shaoqing pursed her lips: "Yes, I admit, I'm helping Tingchen persuade you, and this is also my idea. It's fine if you want to stay here and open a shop, at least invite two more people, right?"
Wen Yan didn't compete with him on this matter: "After opening, I will consider the issue of recruiting people, let's have dinner."
Chen Mengyao, who hadn't been able to intervene, suddenly said: "Jing Shaoqing, how is the financial company that you and Mo Tingchen opened in the office building opposite our shop? How did you come to this place to start a company? According to Mark Ting-chen's attributes, shouldn't big cities be better for development?"
Jing Shaoqing looked at Wen Yan with a complicated expression, and said while eating: "Isn't it for you? Find a good reason to look at you from time to time, don't worry, Ting Chen and I don't have so much free time to stare at you all the time , you don¡¯t have to think about changing places.¡±
Some complaints about Wen Yan were mixed in his tone of voice. He had never seen a woman who could forget and forget when she said she had been with a man who had been with him for more than ten years, and gave up when she said she wanted to.
Mo Tingchen refused to tell the truth, and there was nothing he could do about it, but everyone was working very hard now. The most important thing was that Chen Mengyao had lost weight and could no longer eat three bowls of rice, and her cheeks were no longer round. It looks better, but it is exhausted, and the meaning is different.
After dinner, Jing Shaoqing left. He stayed in a nearby hotel and didn't say how long he would stay.
Chen Mengyao realized later: "Xiaoyan, I think you and Jing Shaoqing seemed a little bit gunpowder just now. I couldn't understand what you said. What's going on?"
Wen Yan didn't take it seriously: "He thought I was too fickle, and thought I was too free and easy when I left Mark Tingchen, maybe they thought I would go back if I couldn't survive outside, but they didn't expect that I persisted and didn't plan to turn back. I will not leave here to go to a new place, I have decided, even if Mark Tingchen is standing in front of me now, I have to face it calmly. The real breaking of the relationship cannot be expressed by hiding."
Chen Mengyao was still a little confused, so she didn't continue with such a profound topic.
In the evening, the two went to the bar according to the original plan. The consumption in the small place was not as exaggerated as in the imperial capital, and it would not cost much to play a trip.
Because of the Chinese New Year, the bar is holding an event, and each person will be given a mask and two silver light sticks when they enter the door. Everyone is free during the Chinese New Year, so there are quite a lot of people in the bar, and they almost have no seats when they arrive.
It has been a long time since I felt such a warm atmosphere. Chen Mengyao went to the dance floor first. Dancing and drinking are her usual ways of entertaining herself.
Wen Yan's scalp felt numb looking at the dense crowd of people on the dance floor, and he sat quietly and watched Chen Mengyao play, but she didn't participate.
Suddenly, a tall and fashionable woman wearing a fox mask walked towards her: "Let's dance together!"
Wen Yan realized that this might be the person in charge of the atmosphere in the bar, and politely refused: "No, I'll just sit by myself!"
Regardless of whether she wanted to or not, the woman reached out and dragged her into the dance floor. (remember thisWebsite URL: www.hlnovel.com